#Venom fanfic

[lysenfeu]

Cheque Please!

Rating: Explicit 18+

Pairing: Eddie Brock/Venom x Reader

Word Count: 1.5k

Prompt: Public

Summary: Venom gets a little too enthusiastic after you offer him a treat on date night with Eddie. Content: Smut (F/M), Semi-public sex, Alien sex, Tentacles/tendrils, Oral sex (F receiving)

A/N: I love my scrunkly journalist and his goo husband so much, absolute menaces the pair of them.

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[Kinktober 2023 Masterlist]

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Date night with Eddie was your favourite night of the week. This time he'd taken you out to a cozy Italian place with plush seating and gorgeous decor. You had spent the evening laughing at Eddie's ridiculous work stories and eating some of the best pasta you'd ever had. Now at the end of the night, you were comfortably buzzed after splitting a bottle of red wine and you were thoroughly enjoying your time with your adorable boyfriend.

The server approached your table and quickly cleared your empty plates before placing a small menu in front of you. "Are you interested in any coffee or dessert?"

An image on the front of the menu caught your eye immediately, an absolutely decadent-looking chocolate cake. Eddie must have seen the look on your face as he chuckled and promptly asked the server to bring you a slice. You were delighted when it arrived looking exactly like the picture. After the first bite, you’d thought you might have died and gone to heaven. Savouring every bite of the rich, velvety chocolate treat reminded you of a certain inky black someone with a sweet tooth. 

Of course, everywhere Eddie went, Venom was with him. Never alone and never apart as Venom liked to say. The inseparable pair had revealed themselves to you awhile ago and after the initial shock of finding out the cute guy you’d been dating had an actual alien inside him, Venom had grown on you. You knew he was simmering somewhere under Eddie’s skin, seeing and hearing everything but knowing not to reveal himself too obviously.

"Hey, does the big guy want a bite?"

YES!

The symbiote roared to life in Eddie’s mind and he rolled his eyes at the overager tone of his other half.

"He does but he really doesn't deserve any. He’s been an absolute pain lately" Eddie's jacket sleeve wobbled a little, Venom subtly showing off his annoyance with his host's comments.

You pouted at your boyfriend. "Aw, come on babe. He can have a little bit."

AGREE WITH HER! SHE IS SMARTER THAN YOU.

Eddie sighed in resignation. "Alright, fine. But only if he promises to not be seen and behave." He did his best to glare at the alien in silent warning internally. Venom slipped out of Eddie's sleeve and dropped beneath the table, quickly extending himself over to where you were sitting. You arranged up the last pieces of the decadent dessert on your fork.

Eddie shook his head at you as you carefully lifted the tablecloth and held out the utensil in your lap. "You're way too soft on him, you know."

"It's just a piece of cake, shush."

Venom's head moved over to you, opening his jaws and unfurling his tongue, the long appendage moving around in anticipation of the chocolatey treat. A few strings of saliva splattered onto your thigh, cold and wet against your skin. An involuntary shiver raced down your spine and your grip on the fork tensed. You weren't a stranger to Venom teasing you, he’d been involved with both you and Eddie countless times, but having him do it unexpectedly in such a risky location was new.

The alien’s tongue reached out and curled around your wrist, pulling your whole arm under the table. The utensil wobbled dangerously before the symbiote could bring it closer, smearing the cake along your thigh as he dragged it towards his split open mouth. You didn’t get a moment to process the streak of crumbs and powdered sugar now decorating your leg before Venom’s tongue released your wrist and moved to lap at the mess, the wet thickness sliding along the soft skin on your inner thigh. 

Venom blinked, cautiously smelling the air before recognizing the scent. He was smelling chocolate and you. You couldn't help your reaction, the cold spit and warm muscle in such a sensitive area left you wet and wanting more. Your thighs immediately tried to snap closed searching for friction but Venom caught you. Inky black tendrils split off from his form, gripping at your knees and prying them apart, giving him full access to you underneath the table. Your scent was overwhelming him and the alien desperately needed more. You shakily brought your hand back to the tabletop and clumsily dropped the fork on your plate, deeply distracted by the alien moving between your legs. Eddie looked at you curiously, you were flushed and biting down on your bottom lip to stop from making too much noise.

Vee? What’s going on?

Venom slid his impossibly long, wet tongue along your clothed cunt, soaking through the rest of the lacy fabric that you hadn’t already drenched.

DELICIOUS.

Eddie watched from across the table as your eyes widened and your mouth dropped open with a gasp. Eddie frowned, suspicious of the alien and somewhat worried about you.

What are you doing?

WE ARE SAYING THANK YOU.

Venom ran his tongue along your center again, dipping beneath the seam of your panties and finally tasting you. The symbiote was sending flashes of how you looked, felt and smelled straight into Eddie's mind. The dirty little secrets of how well you were responding to his teasing, how wet you already were, just for them. Venom thought you tasted even better than the cake and Eddie certainly wasn’t going to disagree.

As the images and sensations flooded Eddie's mind, his eyes darkened with lust and his cock twitched to life trapped in his jeans. He muttered something about public decent and how that’s not exactly behaving but fine.

Be quiet but don’t stop.

WE WILL NEVER STOP.

A tendril slithered up your thigh and along the edge of your panties, slipping underneath and pulling them to the side. 

As quietly as possible, Venom licked at your fully exposed pussy, the tip of his tongue flicking hard against your clit. Electricity shot through you at the contact, You brought your napkin up to your lips to try and stifle the moans continuously threatening to escape you as Venom did it again and again, knowing just how to bring you right to the edge.

Eddie couldn’t take his eyes off you, his pupils were blown out with desire and his cock aching in his denims as Venom relayed every bit of your pleasure and taste to him. The symbiote was also sending him absolutely filthy suggestions of what they could both do to you back at home when Venom could come out to play properly. Visions of you spread out underneath them, hearing all those sounds you needed to supress right now, the two of them making you fall apart over and over. Eddie was nearly delirious from the onslaught of Venom's ideas. Your hands fisted into the table cloth and your eyes fluttered shut as Venom’s tongue slipped in and out of your soaking pussy, impossibly long and thick, dragging along your slick walls.

"Hey, hey." Eddie gently chided you from across the table. "Look at me." He reached out and grabbed your hand, rubbing soothing circles with his thumb against your palm.

You forced your eyes open to meet Eddie's gaze. The intensity on his face caught you off guard. He looked downright ravenous; like he wanted to devour you whole the same way Venom was trying to.

“You can take it, can’t you? Be good for us.”

A whine built in the back of your throat, both of your boys were clearly on board with this. The pair were getting off on teasing and torturing you in public, Venom treating you like his very own dessert. You could take it, you would be a good girl for them. Eddie asked so nicely, how could you disappoint him?

Eddie watched with rapt attention as you let Venom wreck you in public. None of the other tables would know anything out of the ordinary was happening but Eddie knew. He knew how hard you were trying to keep quiet as you were about to cum, how a mix of your juices and Venom’s saliva was dripping onto the chair underneath you as your thighs shook around Venom’s head. Vee finally pushed you over the edge, your pussy clamping down and convulsing around the alien’s soaked tongue  Eddie saw you sink your teeth into your bottom lip as your eyes rolled back in your head and you came completely undone on Venom’s face, flooding the symbiote with your sweet flavour.

The alien appendages slowly withdrew from you as Venom slithered away and retracted back into Eddie, satisfied with himself for the moment. You felt Eddie squeeze your hand and ground you, helping you float back down to earth. When you opened your eyes, you caught Eddie staring at you with obvious lust and a hint of pride in his gaze.

“Such a good girl, you did great baby.”

You smiled lazily at him, still a little wobbly from the sensory overload but filled with warmth at the praise, These two would be the death of you one day, but you knew you’d enjoy every second of it. You were still trying to catch your breath and recover from the intense orgasm when the server approached the table again.

"How was the cake? Anything else I can get you?"

"Everything was great, we just need the cheque please." Eddie grinned at you, a predatory gleam in his eye. 

"We should get going, there’s something we need to take care of at home.”

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A/N: Well that was a fun one! I really hope you enjoyed it, please leave a comment, reblog or like <3

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[takenbypeter]

When Symbiote Meets Symbiote

Eddie Brock x reader

Words:1283

Author’s note: This isn’t exactly like the request there could be more arguing but I’ve been trying to write this for awhile and this is all i got and I’m tired of thinking about how to make this better so this is is it

Requested by anonymous: Obsessed with the thought of Eddie running into someone else with a symbiote, n y know they're alike in the sense that their symbiote is... well they're not as murder happy as Carnage n such, Problem is that Y/N's symbiote doesn't know that Venom isn't really a threat to their host, and Venom doesn't know S/N isn't a threat to him

It was one of those late nights…you know the kind.

Those kind of nights were only the overhead streetlights guided your footsteps and cars zoomed by despite how dark it was out. The kind that had some people clutching their purses, while others walked around with hoods over their heads while minding their own business.

You were a part of the latter, having to run a small sort of errand so late and were just about on your way home.

The past you would’ve been terrified roaming the streets but the present you? The present you, was just fine with it.

The present you had no fear.

Okay not no fear but let’s say less fear, but anyone with your…”condition” would feel the same.

Suddenly feeling a cold rush of wind against your face you felt the dryness of your lips starting to irritate you. Pulling out your teeny tiny chapstick, you yank the top off. Pulling it a little too hard, it drops and rolls down the sidewalk. Despite knowing you’re not going to use that again, you still refused to litter and you followed after it.

With a bend at the knees you reached for the small object but became easily distracted at the sound of the sudden thrashing you heard coming from the alleyway right beside you.

Then, you heard some yelling. Curiosity quickly took over you, you stood there wondering if you should go and help, or you should instead just go about your day and mind your own business.

The latter was always, always so tempting.

“What to do? What to do?” You whispered under your breath before you heard the familiar voice.

“Let’s go check it out! Might get some brains out of it!”

You rolled your eyes at the clear excitement in your symbiote’s voice.

Creeping closer to the chaos your eyes quickly turn attention to the shadow that’s illuminated on the wall across from you.

You didn’t know what you were looking at.

All you knew was that it was huge.

The shadow appeared to be some huge bodybuilder type, and in his grip looked to be a body.

You watched in slight horror as the giant mass of shadow’s mouth seemed to split open before it ate the small body’s head clean off.

Now, having lived with a symbiote yourself for some time now, this seemed like very very familiar behavior, you in fact have eaten a couple heads yourself. But not once have you met or even seen another symbiote.

“Oh my god is that—?”

“A symbiote.”

After seeing what you just saw you’re not sure how to react, but your symbiote, Abyss does, “we can take ‘em.”

You knew you had a very tight knit bond with Abyss, therefore making you very powerful together, however you weren’t so sure about this.

“Wait, let’s just see what were up against first,” you suggested.

“Our bond is so strong, we‘re more than half as powerful as I am on my planet. Let’s go now while they’re distracted.”

“Okay wait let's just…wait.”

Despite feeling different about the situation than you, Abyss listens and you try to figure out what was going on, as you did your best to creep along the wall discreetly, until you’re standing behind the black symbiote. Before you could get “geared up,” as you might call it, you see the body in its hand fall and the black ooze slowly seems to disappear inside of someone revealing a rather normal looking man.

You let out an, “oh my god,” not as discreetly as you probably should have, because the man turns around spotting you.

He doesn’t have much time to react because soon the dark purple color of your own symbiote begins to surround you, covering every inch of your body until you’re fully concealed.

The man is clearly confused at what he sees before him. “Who the hel—“

Before the man can finish that question Abyss’ purple material goes out practically body slamming him onto the wall.

Inside your jaw drops, “you didn’t even let him finish,” you felt like he at least deserved that.

You watch as the poor man struggles to get up, using the wall as a helper, “wait, I just wanna—“ another slam against the wall, this time a double hit and you almost feel sorry for the guy who seemed to pose no actual threat.

It seems like Abyss may have thrown one too many punches because a new voice, a deep and raspy one shouts, “that’s it,” before the man becomes engulfed in the deep black-like material once again.

You really didn’t want to fight the guy, but thanks to Abyss it seemed like you no longer had the choice.

“I’ll eat you up and spit you out for breakfast,” said Abyss, clearly taking a line from one of the many wrestling matches that you‘even heard before.

You didn’t even have a chance to hold back Abyss because soon, the two symbiotes were practically tearing each other apart. Hitting each other left and right, uppercuts, pinning each other to the walls, it was almost an evenly met match.

It came to the point where they were pushing each other, hand gripping hand, and you couldn’t help but wonder, why you were even fighting this guy in the first place?

While Abyss and this random symbiote were screaming in each others faces, you fought to have your face revealed, and you managed to get out, “time out, time out. Can we all just time out and talk?”

It was a stretch simply asking for that while the two were at each others throats and clearly the symbiote across from you didn’t favor the idea.

“Ha you must be joking if you think—“

“V,” came a voice as the man’s face pulled through, “V come on, they just want to talk.”

A second passes by and the symbiote he called, “V” growls.

Taking this as a sign of hesitant agreement, you announce, “okay we’re backing down,” and although not on board with this, Abyss let’s go.

V doesn’t even let a moment pass before leaping and taking the opportunity to pin you by the throat. But before it can do any harm you hear the man shouting for it to let go and after struggling for a moment it lets go.

You grapple to collect your breath, as the two argued against the opposite wall.

“Venom, what the hell was that?”

“What? I thought it was a trick. How was I supposed to trust them? They tried to kill us first.”

Venom wasn’t the only one who was upset as you heard Abyss mumbling, “they’re distracted, why don’t we attack now and get it over with, they shouldn’t be here,” Abyss suggested.

“No Abyss, we’re just going to talk and figure everything out.”

Abyss, not really caring anymore, falls away flowing back into your veins and your skin. While the other two continue their dispute.

“Venom we’ll just talk, not everything has to be fought its way out.”

“Because bad people love talking so much.”

“How are we supposed to know if they’re bad if we don’t talk to them?”

“Don’t come to me when you’re lying in a ditch, I can just find another body to occupy anyway.”

“You know that’s not true.”

You almost don’t want to interrupt with how intense they were going back and forth but the man sensed you behind him, which interrupted their talk. Turning to you just human to human now, he asks, “do you want to get hot chocolate?”

And there’s really nothing else for you to say except, “I would love to get hot chocolate.”

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He's Always Hungry | Eddie Brock/Venom x gn!reader

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↳ ❝ Eddie Brock

9 "Why is there blood on your hands?"

53 "Of course I came, you called"

66 "You'd let me get away with murder." "I'd help you hide the body and give you an alibi. Very different things" ❞

: ̗̀➛ Venom is unpredictable, brutal, when he has to be. But he's also gentle, sweet, when he wants to be.

: ̗̀➛ blood, gore, eye torture, swearing

↳ @arthurmorgansballsack

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The floorboards creaked loudly beneath heavy footsteps, protesting loudly with each heavy step that thumped upon the thin wood. Muffled and echoing, a phone buzzed in a hidden pocket; another missed call that made his towering frame shake its great head.

The keys clattered upon the kitchen side, white marble left with a long orange smear in the shape of a clawed hand. The air felt still and stale, as if his very presence made atoms freeze in terror. Hulking and towering, it was difficult to squeeze into the doorframe.

All was quiet, not even the noise in the walls dared to scuttle and squeak. Yet the fire crackled and cracked as it stayed bright and alive; a beacon that shone upon thick black legs that dripped with something dark and sticky.

He could not change back just yet, lugging his heavy body around until he reached the dimly lit room; he paused, almost in tender curiosity as he tilted his head to the side.

Dripping onto the fine wooden floor as he breathed easily, steadily, for once that night; the white eyes followed as he trained his focus upon whoever was sitting with their back to him, legs dangled over the side of the chair and a can of something fizzy and repugnant resting on the coffee table, dripping condensation.

He could smell it, even from his position a few steps away, that fizzy can of poison; his upper lip curled, exposing sharp and jagged yellowish teeth. A sneer, almost a snarl. Shaking his head, he took a few careful steps forward, and dropped to his knees in front of the chair with a thud.

You took immediate notice, furrowing your brows as you looked him up and down.

"Venom," you said softly. "Why is there blood on your hands?"

Venom rested his hands on his thighs, and shrugged. His voice was a deep growl, a soft thunder that crawled up your spine with deft tendrils and made you shiver. "We had to eat."

"Right," you said, nodding along. "And what did you eat, exactly?"

He closed his mouth completely, shaking his head slowly; he couldn't tell you. He couldn't tell anyone. Nobody could ever know. It wasn't that he meant to, well, he did, but he didn't think it would have been so risky.

In short images, Venom could remember it clearly. The tall man with brown hair and a bearded jaw, scars littering his face and his dark brown eyes glittering with something Venom didn't quite understand; Eddie said the tall man was a bad name by the name of Russo. Not even Frank Castle liked him.

Venom had pinned Russo against a damp, dark wall in an alley, licking his lips as he stretched his jaws wide; he didn't think his claws sunk in so deep, until he felt the blood squelch and squish on his skin as he devoured that tall man piece by piece.

Digging through the cavity in the chest to get to the heart; sticking his clawed fingers under the eyes and slowly prying them out. Biting down on them and laughing when they popped in his mouth, spraying blood and juices all over his teeth and tongue.

Venom had enjoyed every bite, every mouthful.

But when Eddie explained that Russo was very well connected, and there would undoubtedly be consequences, Venom knew that he couldn't tell you anything; the less you knew, the easier it would be to protect you.

He swallowed thickly, moving to sit with his legs crossed under his hulking body as he played with the carpet, not even bothering to look at you with those milky, pupilless, eyes.

"Venom," you pressed. "What did you do?"

"I'm here for you," Venom said softly.

"Yeah, well, I didn't expect you to come," you admitted, shaking your head.

A quick glance. "Of course I came, you called."

You glanced back, shaking your head. "You're covered in blood."

"You needed help," he pointed out.

You rolled your eyes as you shook your head again. "I'll be fine. What did you do?"

"Quid pro quo," Venom grinned. He had learned that from a film that Eddie had watched with you.

"Calm down, Hannibal the Cannibal," you growled, although there was a hint of a smile upon your lips as you moved to sit directly opposite him with your back against the chair. "I asked first."

"We ate someone," Venom murmured. "Why did you need help?"

You plucked a stray string from the carpet. "It happened again."

Slowly, he nodded. He knew what it meant, and didn't need further clarification as he cleared his throat, tilting his head to the side and dropping his voice so that it was even quieter than it had been.

A distant rumble, like shells being dropped on the trenches in No Man's Land. He stood, hunched over slightly so that he didn't hit his head on the ceiling light; slowly, he crossed over to the speaker, and switched it on. The sound of 'You're All I Need' by Motley Crue filling the room gently before he sat back down again. He grumbled, blinking slowly at you for a moment.

"You'd let me get away with murder."

"I'd help you hide the body and give you an alibi. Very different things." You chuckled, shaking your head.

"The same," Venom mused, slowly lying down with his back on the carpet, staring at you as his long, thick tongue swiped along his front row of teeth. "We love you."

"I know," you whispered, lying down next to him. "I love you both, too."

"Eddie wants to sing along," he hummed.

"I don't mind," you muttered.

"You're all I need, make you only mine, I loved you so I set you free, I had to take your life, you're all I need, you're all I need," Venom started, his voice becoming mixed and mangled with Eddie's. "And I loved you but you didn't love me. Laid out cold, now we're both alone, but killing you helped me keep you home."

"I guess it was bad, 'cause love can be sad, but we finally made the news," you joined in. "Tied up smiling, I thought you were happy, never opened your eyes, I thought you were napping, I got so much to learn bbout love in this world, but we finally made the news."

Your phone buzzed from its place beside your drink, but you couldn't bring yourself to go and check it; it was a news notification from the local papers, reporting that the police had discovered the body of Billy Russo - or what was left of him.

You looked at Venom with a beaming smile, closing your eyes as you pressed your face to the side of his neck, your hand on his gooey chest. You would stay put.

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"I can snap your head..." Venom rumbled his voice inside Eddie's head while his toungue busied itself to lick his chin, guiding his head more inside. His top teeth were slightly touching his forehead.

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[locke-writes]

Uncovering Truths

Author: locke-writes

Title: Uncovering Truths

Request: Fic with Eddie from Venom where after Anne he meets a reader and they start dating and he’s anxious about telling them about Venom but their fine with it For: Anonymous

Rating: T

Word Count: 1,631

Tag List: @dreamlandcreations​ / ask to be added

After his relationship with Anne ended, Eddie had figured he would take some time before dating again. He hadn't wanted to rush into one relationship having just come out of a rather serious one. Of course, after Anne came Venom and taking a break from romantic relationships seemed to be the one and only outcome of that situation. Certainly it wasn't like he could just go up to someone, ask them out, and then explain that he had a symbiotic relationship with an alien that had managed to attach itself to him.

Because that was such a simple concept to process.

The biggest relationship he had in his life for a period of time was indeed Venom. With Carlton Drake out of the picture, Eddie and Venom needed to learn to get along. Couples therapy probably would have been a good help but Eddie wasn't entirely certain that there were alien friendly therapists in San Francisco. So the human and the alien took time to work on working together.

It had taken months for that relationship to actually grow and become stronger than it had at the start of the forced symbiosis. Now the two were somewhat on the same page, or at least cooperating enough to the point where Eddie felt that maybe it was time to gain back some experience in human relationships. Venom of course just threatened to eat everyone if they didn't get along with Eddie.

Eddie hadn't really dated in some time. There were apps he could download he knew, except they felt impersonal to him. He didn't want to be set up by anyone although Anne had offered and out of everyone he knew, she was the one who he would trust the most. Of course Eddie was stuck on these principles, even if they did come to mean quite a few first dates (and only first dates), as well as three relationships that lasted between six weeks and four months.

Eventually those dates, those relationships, they didn't matter. They stopped being stories to tell Anne, stopped being dates he thought about because he wondered if he had judged too quickly, too harshly. Stopped — because he had met you.

A few publishers had approached Eddie for a book about Carlton Drake and the Life Foundation after the initial interview that had gotten him fired resurfaced after the truth had indeed come to light. While this was tempting, a chance to tell the story that he'd been trying to uncover for the longest time, he knew that the truth wasn't something that would be easily accepted. He declined the offers although he instead decided to privately work on a copy that would indeed reveal the existence of Venom and the other Symbiotes on the incredibly rare chance that one day he could actually tell the real story.

Eddie had been running late to work on the book, missing his alarm and sleeping an extra hour. Technically there were only deadlines that he'd put in place but he still wanted to have a few chapters completed in the next few weeks. The coffee shop not far from his house had let him write there since he was just a struggling journalist take whatever story he could get. Still, it did get busy and by the time Eddie burst through the door, there were no empty tables.

He scanned the room as he searched for at least someone that he might he be able to approach to share a table. His eyes landed on you, sitting off in the corner by the window with a book that he'd read years ago but remembered enough of that he knew he could use it as a talking point in starting the conversation. Eddie had fully be prepared to be turned away yet you smiled at him letting him join you. You didn't stay for much longer as you had to run errands but told Eddie that it was nice meeting him. It wasn't until he was getting ready to leave hours later that he realized you'd left your number on a post it stuck to his laptop.

That was seven months ago, seven months that the two of you had been dating and seven months that he'd been keeping Venom a secret from you.

Venom had to be kept a secret, that was what Eddie had told himself when you entered his life. Venom wasn't all that pleased, wanting to meet you right away but came to an agreement with Eddie that you wouldn't know until Eddie decided it was time. Granted Eddie didn't think that time would ever come. It was only a matter of time before the secret of Venom weighed heavily upon him. He wanted you to know. At the same time he didn't want to lose you.

He wondered at first if he could get away with a confession in a letter. He knew the answer was no, that if he told you about Venom you would need to see that he wasn't lying. You'd seen the news coverage about Venom, you wouldn't be questioning if he was real just if the connection with Eddie was. Letter was out, which automatically put and email, a text, or a phone call out of the question. As much as he was utterly terrified about your reaction he knew that telling you about Venom could only be done in person.

Eddie knew he couldn't put off telling you for any longer, the truth had to be revealed soon enough. If you weren't suspicious about his behavior at times or theorized reasons why he might have been acting off, then he believed the doubts would be coming soon. Still, he wanted to make what he assumed might be the last day with you, a special one and at the same time, something completely ordinary.

Truly you hadn't suspected much of anything until you walked in the door to find that Eddie had prepared one of your favorite dinners. His behavior prior had never been secretive, had never caused you to worry. Certainly there were times when you felt he might have been hiding something but given the fact that he was a journalist and keeping his sources secret was part of the job description, you let yourself believe that a story was the reason for the oddity.

Now there were no excuses to make for him. Eddie mumbled out a brief greeting before turning back towards the stove as you set your keys down and kicked off your shoes. You wanted to say something, to broach the subject of what was going on because you didn't want the suspense of thinking that everything was coming to an end. You might have done so if not for the simple fact that you didn't want anything to end. Didn't want what you had with Eddie to end.

Dinner was quiet, brief moments of the conversations you would have typically had being set up and torn down in mere seconds. Eddie was avoiding the subject, you were avoiding asking. Neither of you wanted to be the person who started the journey to the end. Eddie knew it had to be him though, it was his secret and not yours to try and figure out. The television playing in the background fell to commercials and there was nothing left to keep Eddie from pretending to be distracted.

"I need to tell you something" he spoke.

You nodded, "Go on."

Eddie paused, he knew what the truth was, knew that this was the intent always, still. Still there was always a chance to change the facts, to lie. Of course he didn't get that luxury and he knew it. Venom wasn't something he could keep from anyone forever, the truth was there and it needed to be told.

"I never really told you the truth about Carlton Drake, about what happened the first time I interviewed him or what happened after. I know I should have except I'm sure you wouldn't have believed me. You still might not believe me."

"I trust you Eddie, whatever it is you can be honest you know that."

"I'm Venom"

There it was, all laid bare before you. And you were staring at him as though he'd just told you that he was a werewolf. He wondered if that was easier to believe. Venom of course had taken his name as an announcement to appear and your gaze traveled from Eddie to the Symbiote that made his appearance, greeting you and threatening to eat you all in the same sentence.

Eddie had a lot of theories as to how you would react after the truth was told, you laughing was not one of them.

"Oh that's so much better than you breaking up with me. I was trying to figure out who I was going to call and where I was going to go. This is nothing."

"Nothing!" Eddie and Venom shouted at the same time.

"Ok ok. Venom, you're not nothing I'm sorry. And Eddie, it's weird, I'm not going to lie, but we can work with it."

Venom nodded and emphasized that it was important to be considered not nothing. Eddie on the other hand kept uttering words that didn't seem to make any sense. However you knew what his question was.

"Look. It's not normal but you know it's not normal which is why you kept it a secret for so long. Venom is a part of you and I love you so I'll get used to Venom. Besides with all the Venom crime footage I always thought it was pretty cool"

Eddie was stunned, grateful, and overwhelmed. Venom just listed off the foods he would prefer you to bring to the apartment from now on.

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[aasterisck]

venom x reader - one shot

As I walk through the forest a sense of worry flows over me. Stopping to look around, holding my arms to try and comfort myself. I scream, covering my mouth with a shaky hand as I take in the tall figure in front of me. My eyes are wide as I stare at their sharp teeth, their long tongue stretching out through the blades.

"Can I eat this one?" the deep raspy voice booms.

"No," I hear another voice, this one is annoyed but frightened, "No you can't eat this one," I take a shaky step back.

"Holy shit," is all I mutter as I look up at the large figure, "Holy...fucking...shit," I mutter again as the figure turns into a smaller looking guy.

"Listen we're sorry you had to see-"

"Wait...you're that guy," I snap my fingers as I try to remember, "Fuck," I look away, "Brady? Brodie? Evan? What is it?"

"Eddie," he sighs, "Eddie Brock,"

"Eddie Brock! Yeah! Him!"

"Yeah that's me,"

"Do you know me?" a smaller version of the large face I saw earlier comes out of somewhere on Eddie's body and my eyes widen.

"Shit, should I?"

"No, you shouldn't," Eddie says, pressing his hands onto his eyes, "Can you promise not to tell anyone anything?"

"Uh..."

"Or i'll have to eat you,"

"Don't have to worry about me,"

"What are you doing in the forest?" the white eyed creature asks and I look around.

"Is that where we are?" I look at the ground, placing my hands on my hips before shrugging, "Clearing my mind..." I look back at the creature, "What are you...two? Doing out here?"

"Leaving," Eddie says annoyance in his voice, "Just pretend like you didn't see us," he says with a half hearted smile.

"Noted," I give the same energy before rolling my eyes and turning around.

"My name is Venom!"

I stop walking biting my cheek to hold back my smile as I turn around the small face of the creature lingering behind as Eddie walks away.

I wave at the creature, "(y/n)," I give it a salute, "Pleasure!"

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[pleasetakethis]

Surrendering

Written for the 2023 Fandom 5K Exchange. I matched on Venom and couldn't get this idea out of my mind (Venom catching sight of a lingerie display and insisting Eddie wear it). These two are fun.

Pairing: Eddie Brock/Venom Symbiote Rating: Explicit Word Count: 5.2k Tags: Getting Together, Banter, Fluff and Smut, Symbiote Sex, Kink Discovery, Lingerie, Venom Symbiote Loves Eddie Brock, Human Disaster Eddie Brock, Minor Dan Lewis/Anne Weying, Anne Weying Approves Summary: Eddie struggled to figure out boundaries with a symbiote.

Venom helped.

Read @ AO3

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[artbyifer]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Venom (Marvel Movies) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Eddie Brock/Venom Symbiote, Eddie Brock & Venom Symbiote Characters: Venom Symbiote (Marvel) Additional Tags: POV Venom Symbiote (Marvel), Symbiotic Relationship, Symbionts, Gender-Neutral Venom Symbiote (Marvel), Hungry Venom Symbiote (Marvel), First Meetings, Biology, Alien Biology, Alien/Human Relationships, perfect match, Love at First Sight, Kinda, Eddie is the setting and focal object, not a character that does things so much, Cannibalism, sorta - Freeform, starving venom takes a monch of Eddie Summary:

A symbiote finds its perfect match. Too bad it's supposed to treat hosts as interchangeable property. Time to stew in denial while it figures out how to keep them both alive.

Wrote this for @symbruary

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[starryevermore]

Hi I don't know if you do him if not that ok

But can I have yandere Eddie x reader x yandere venom please

Where the reader is a sweet heart and very kind to them and is there natvorbsr

But when they hear bang's from nextdoor they quickly find out the reader boyfriend is abuse and then kick his ass and take the reader in please

the object of their affection ✧ eddie brock & venom

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request: Hi I don’t know if you do if not that ok. But can I have yandere Eddie x reader x yandere venom please where the reader is a sweet heart and very kind to them and is there natvorbsr. But when they hear bang’s from nextdoor they quickly find out the reader boyfriend is abuse and then kick his ass and take the reader is please

pairing: yandere!eddie brock x fem!reader x yandere!venom

word count: 245

warnings?: yandere, soft!dark, not proofread

“You, um, didn’t have to do that,” you mumbled, watching as the sweet journalist that lived across the hall reappeared from the black goo that once covered. “Um, what happened to…you know, him?”

The black goo covered Eddie’s face, its voice deep as it said, “We had a snack.”

“A snack? Oh. Oh,” you said, ducking your head down. Well, you couldn’t say he didn’t deserve it. “Are you going to, you know, do the same to me?”

Eddie was suddenly in front of you, kneeling, taking your hands in his. “No, no, we could never hurt you.”

You wrapped your arms around you, trying to ignore the dark look that cast over Eddie’s face as you pulled your hands away. “I-I…Are you sure? Because you…ate him without any issue.”

“He hurt you,” the black goo said, this time appearing as its own head and neck attached to Eddie’s shoulder. “We can’t let him hurt you.”

You blinked. “Um, how did you know that he…”

“He was a bad man. Eddie says we get to eat the bad men,” the goo said. 

“Um, I’m sorry, who are you?”

“We are Venom,” the goo said, “and we will protect you.”

You looked between them, realizing that there was way out of this. Though, you weren’t so sure you wanted out. They did save you after all… “Well, thank you. I appreciate that.”

If only you knew what exactly you were getting into.

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[bakageta]

A Different Result-Venom Bigbang Fic

It's posting day for my @eddievenombigbang fic! It's the longest single fic I've written so far and I'm very proud of it! A huge thanks to @nonexistenz for their lovely art and another thanks to @saja-star for their beta work!

A Different Result

"Eddie," it rumbled directly onto the tiny bones of his inner ear and pressed veins of its mass and planes of its eyes briefly over his face.

A moment passed, just long enough for Eddie's eyes to widen beneath Venom's as if he was realizing what was happening. There was no tensing of muscle, no flare of adrenaline. Then he yelped and threw himself backwards as forcefully as he could.

Already close to the surface and expecting a response, Venom reacted instantly. It webbed over the edge of the tub and cushioned Eddie's self inflicted fall. Confusion threaded out from its host's mind. Eddie had expected its voice but had not expected it to protect him.

You did that on purpose.

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[lysenfeu]

Okay, I'm recovering fairly well and have decided on a revised Kinktober 2023 schedule! I'll start posting on Oct 7th with a new prompt each weekday, that gives me some breathing room to finish things at my own pace but still deliver some fun spicy content during the month 💖 So stay tuned for some fun new uploads coming soon ~

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[takenbypeter]

Lovely Neighbors

Eddie Brock x reader

Words: 727

Author’s note: Did I write this slightly based off of personal experience? Yes. Gotta love neighbors. Also I set it up like there may be a part two because I feel like there should be but idk if I actually want to do that.

Warning: one part alluding to sex but like barely

“Oh god, why? Why?” You’d whisper shout while clenching your hands tight and shaking your head.

When you decided to make the transition from a big house with your family to a small apartment living all on your own, what you forgot to remember was the lack of privacy, and it seemed like your dear neighbors forgot as well.

The thumping, the moaning, you could barely even think with all the sounds that were coming out of that apartment. You’ve only been in the place for two months and they’ve done this a number of times. And it’s not like they were right next to you, they were your diagonal neighbors so that went to show either one; how loud they were, or two; just how thin the walls actually were.

At first you were going to ignore the problem altogether but it was nearly impossible to do.

Now you were not a confrontational person, so while you stood with your hand wrapped around your own front doorknob you practiced what you were going to say.

“All I’m gonna do is go over there,” you mumbled, “and say, ‘hey I love that you guys love each other, that’s super important in a relationship but other people live here, please keep it quiet…please,’ yeah that’s it, that’s perfect.”

You shook your head once more and inhaled for confidence. With that small boost you turned the knob and pulled the door open. Just as you did, the front door of the the apartment next to you flung open and out came your next door neighbor.

You watch, a little surprised because you’ve genuinely never seen the man before. He was always out and about, and honestly you weren’t sure if there was one person living there or two because when he was home, he was always talking with someone. It was funny, after hearing his voice multiple times and now seeing him, he looked exactly how you imagine. Like a volunteer firefighter. Like a really tired, annoyed, angry volunteer firefighter.

That being said you watched from your door post as he knocked on the door, hard. You could hear him mumbling angrily. He didn’t wait long before knocking again and when it was obvious that no one was going to answer the door he did something that no one would believe you if you told them.

You heard him say , “that’s it.” And his arm started becoming encased in black goo or something like that and then he punched the door.

Wide open.

The door practically flew open.

Then a deeper voice spoke, one that you recognized as the other person he talks to, “If you two don’t shut up I’ll rip both your heads off.”

That got them to stop.

The goo practically disappeared back inside of him and at this point you don’t know whether to be confused or horrified by what you just witnessed. You guess it was sort of obvious on your face because when the man went to turn back around he spotted you clearly for the first time since the whole ordeal started.

You stood, with your body frozen against the door post, eyes wide in a panic. His own eyes fell to the floor for a moment, almost like an ashamed child before he went back in his apartment and slammed the door.

After that there was nothing really for you to do expect retreat back into your own apartment.

You go to bed that night feeling awful. But honestly thankful to that mystery neighbor that saved you knowing it to be true that you were more likely than not going to chicken out at the last moment.

You replayed that embarrassed look he gave when he caught you staring at him. Even though you couldn’t see your own face, you could just picture the horrified expression you made. You couldn’t help it, it was just a natural instinct, you meant nothing by it. At this point it’s well into the night and you’re not sure if what you’re worried about is a serious concern or if you’re just overthinking things as you typically did. But either way, as you drift off to sleep you decide not to address what just happened. I mean you’ve never seen him before this. It’s not like you were going to really see him again. Right?

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[mlmxreader]

Doubt | Eddie Brock/Venom x gn!reader

 Anonymous asked: Hi hon 👋🏼 (does that sound cringe?? Like I said, I'm trying to mix up these greetings 😂).  I hope this ask finds you well!

May I please ask for a work using the following prompts for 🥹 my favorite loser Eddie Brock X non-binary, male, or gn!Reader:

"I came as soon as I heard the news"+"For what it's worth, I'm proud of you"

Maybe Eddie is going deep dive within his own thoughts (self doubt, etc.) and just can't seem to centre himself. Feels like he's majorly messed something up and reader is there to comfort and reassure him.

(As always, this is just spit balling, all creative liberties to you of course!!)

Thank you 🖤!

🐍anon

summary: Eddie is doing, well, shit and he needs a little bit of TLC - but luckily, Venom knows just the person.

tws: swearing

support your fanfic writers by reblogging what you read & enjoy

Eddie stared at his laptop, the time ticking by so slowly; he felt like everything that he had written was just complete shit. Like he was as bad at being a journalist as he was a superhero.

He felt like he wasn’t good enough, that the skills and time and energy he had put into everything was for nothing; it was all shit, it was all terrible. Venom was right, he was a loser and he would always be a loser; he swallowed thickly as he stared at his keyboard, scratching at the back of his neck before he sighed and frowned.

He couldn’t think of a damn thing, practically torturing himself as he got up to go get a cigarette and something to drink; he didn’t even see it when Venom reached for his phone and sent a text to their significant other. Venom knew Eddie the same way you did, and just as you would have known that Eddie needed help and a distraction, so did Venom.

Eddie didn’t even know, until the front door opened. 

“Eddie. We have a guest.”

“Yeah, I know,” Eddie huffed, rolling his eyes. “But everyone knows I’m working.”

He frowned, making his way to the door, but he stopped in his tracks, and sighed heavily with relief when he saw you there; you looked concerned, but he shook his head. 

“Baby, I’m sorry, but I’m working.”

You sat him down on the sofa with a shake of your head, and already his heart was pounding and he didn’t know what he was doing in the slightest as he chewed at the inside of his lip and started to worry. “Eddie, I came as soon as I heard the news - Venom texted me, and asked me to come over. He said you were struggling, doubting yourself.”

Eddie shrugged as he shook his head again, hands shaking as he gently pushed you away and tried his best to smile. “I’m, I’m fine - it’s just that everything I write is the same old churned out shit, and it’s never gonna be good enough. It’s not. I’m not fucking good enough, baby, and that’s… that’s okay! I just won’t ever get a decent job, I won’t ever fucking be able to afford more than this shit flat and-”

“Breathe,” you told him gently, patting his thigh gently as you raised your brows. “C’mon, Eddie, focus on me.”

He nodded shakily, swallowing thickly as he dared to get a little closer. 

“Do as they say,” Venom told him. “You need it.”

“Oh fuck off, you overgrown worm,” Eddie mumbled, shaking his head. He brought his gaze to you and smiled weakly. “Sorry.”

“It’s alright,” you told him gently. “You wanna tell me what’s going on?”

He ran a hand through his hair, shrugging as he looked at you with despair in his eyes. “Just feel like everything I do is fucking shit right now. My boss wants this article in by eight o’clock this morning, but… look at the time, baby, I’m not gonna get it done with how it’s turning out now.”

You gave him a moment to add anything further, and when he didn’t, you cleared your throat, and sat on his lap, pinning him to the sofa, your hands digging into the cushions either side of his head as he grabbed at your hips. “Now, you listen to me, Brock, and you listen fucking good - you are one of, if not the, most talented journalist I know. I’ve read shit from award winners that wasn’t even half as good as yours. So fucking listen when I tell you that you’re great. You’re great, Eddie.”

He nodded, a little too distracted at having you on his lap but it was doing the trick, and he could feel himself slowly start to let go of his worries and about whether or not he might have fucked up his job altogether. He grabbed your hips a little tighter, blunt fingernails digging into your skin through the thin fabric you were wearing.

“Thank you…”

“Keep listening,” you demanded, commanding most of his attention. “You are a great boyfriend, to me and to Venom. You are talented, you have great skills and any publication should be grateful to have you. You’re a hero, Eddie, to so many. You’re doing your best, and y’know what?”

“What?”

“For what it’s worth, I’m proud of you,” you whispered in his ear. “I am really, really fucking proud of you, Eddie.” 

Eddie had to admit, and he couldn’t have denied it anyway, but he was starting to feel a lot better about the whole situation, he needed the comfort and the reassurance, if he was honest. It worked wonders to know that his favourite human in the world was there for him, that you were proud of him and that you recognised his skills and his talents; not many people did, in fact, he couldn’t remember the last person who did.

But you did, and to him, that meant everything. To know that one of his significant others was standing behind him and cheering him on; to know that you were proud of him, not ashamed, not embarrassed.

You were proud.

It made his heart skip a beat as he moved his hands down, grabbing the backs of your thighs and pulling you up so that you had to look down to meet his gaze.

“Come to bed with me,” you told him. “Let’s get some rest, yeah?”

Eddie nodded eagerly, using Venom’s strength to pick you up and take you to the bedroom; he let you fall onto the bed before he crashed down next to you, his head hitting the pillow as he hummed and yawned.

You would have reached over and kissed him like you usually did, but when you took a look back at him, you couldn’t help but to smile; he was sound asleep already. 

“Thank you,” Venom grumbled, crawling out of his arm and staying still beside you. “He needed that.”

“I know he did,” you said softly, kissing Venom’s forehead gently. “Thank you for letting me know, V.” 

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[kitcat992]

Identity Crisis︱Chapter 27 - Valley of the Shadow of Death (PREVIEW)

T’Challa’s eyes slid towards Tony, back at the holo-table, his fingers dancing across the load of images he’d brought into view. This time, the billionaire met his gaze. “That is what I must speak to you about.”

The next silence was longer. Harder. Tony didn’t dare blink as he locked eyes with T’Challa. It felt like three decades had passed before he shook his head, harder with the passing seconds.

“Save it.” The words that left his mouth were as callous as the skin on his fingertips, already back to work at the holo-table beneath him.

“Tony —” Steve warned.

T’Challa lifted his palm towards Steve.

“No…” he trailed off, his eyes still looking at Tony, even with the man having diverted his attention to his work. “He knows.”

The lack of an answer from Tony said more than any words ever could.

With neither men talking, Steve’s confusion only deepened. His eyes bounced between them both, slow to draw to conclusion. Or perhaps he was simply in denial.

When he realized exactly what was being implied, he couldn’t hold back the sound that leaked from his mouth. The weight of it – unspoken but unequivocal – was almost unbearable. A shaky sigh got caught in his throat, blasting through his nostrils instead.

T’Challa turned to him, removing the hand from his stomach and placing it gently across Steve’s bicep.

“Please understand,” T’Challa started. He didn’t continue until Steve looked at him, tired eyes and all. “It is with nothing more than a heavy heart that I must tell you this.”

“You’re not going to tell me anything.” Tony snapped his head up, the threat clear in his voice.

Frustrated, Steve whipped his head around. “Tony —!”

“He’s not dead yet, Rogers!” Tony snapped, his hands coming to a stop as he glared at T’Challa. “And wasting what little time we have talking the possibility isn’t doing him any good.”

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[y-make-art]

Scarlet Jewels Chapter 4

"Ben presed his left hand against the wound and looked at the hotel; this was a mess, the balcony was half destroyed along with the door to the salon and the window on the last story. Ben and Venom saw the mess, then at eachother and knowing the disaster they've made, they lift thumps up at eachother, Venom retracting part of his matter on one of their hands to let the spider see Eddie's thumb up."

I made this months before 2022 ended. I was saving it until I finished posting my fanfic smh

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[omgtheywerebodymates]

Venom realizes how much older he is than Eddie. That worries him.

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